Алла Пугачева - В Петербурге сегодня гроза
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Don't listen to rain about me a deceiving one whispers to me
And do not believe that thunder knows something about us indecent
He is only an echo of a thunderstorm of leaving lazily and insinuatingly
And the thunderstorm outside the window is just an old virgin double

Do not believe the clouds in the height flying from the north
Do not look out the window at the frightening shine of electricity
Do not believe in the darkness of the aroma of fragrant clover
You feel me in a flash of loneliness

In St. Petersburg today a thunderstorm
A tear froze on the eyelashes
You are my dear dear person
We part as if over a century
We part as if over a century
Snow falls quietly on the soul
You don't wait for my calls anymore
In St. Petersburg today rains

Blood -haired into a scandalous thunder under a light
You think about what insomnia told you
Sit and cry in the dark as a little girl
Under the rolling thunder that breaks the window uninvited

You think that rains on the planet are not eternal
The moon will be a little drunk again from good weather
And the thunderstorm outside the window as a phenomenon is so fleeting
You believe everything again as always begins again

In St. Petersburg today a thunderstorm
A tear froze on the eyelashes
You are my dear dear person
We part as if over a century
We part as if over a century
Snow falls quietly on the soul
You don't wait for my calls anymore
In St. Petersburg today rains